Primetime 1-16-17

[Xion Zeros]

Venue: Jacksonville Veterans Memorial Arena
Location: Jacksonville, FL
Air Date: January 19, 2017

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The lights begin to dim as the strop lights begin to flicker light blue and pink. A unfamiliar tune "Heads Will Roll [Atrax Remix] by Yeah Yeah Yeahs begins to play throughout the arena. the lights then focus on the main stage as a figure walks into frame. The lights slightly brighten to reveal Amber Torres to the delight of the crowd. Wearing her trademark black mesh shirt with a pair of black joggers and a Oreo pair of J's on, Amber is all smiles as she makes her way down the ramp slapping the hands of fans on her way down before hoisting herself onto the ring apron. She crawls the length of the apron (part of her former signature entrance) and slides under the ropes. She walks to the other side of the ring and gets handed a mic from Zoey Valentine. She walks back in the middle of the ring smiling as fans cheer her return.


Amber Torres: Did you guys miss me?

Amber smiles as the crowd begins to cheer for her again

Amber: For those of you who may have forgotten who I am let me reintroduce myself. My name is Amber Torres, the Siren Assassin. Member of one of the baddest stables to grace GZWA The Clique. Also member of the prestigious Cruz family which includes my other sisters Mariah Cruz, Amanda Cortez and younger brother Jaser Cruz.

The mention Of Mariah's legendary name gets Amber a easy pop from the crowd while the mention of both Amanda's and Jaser's names give a mixed reaction.

Amber: Now I know it's been a smooth hot ass minute since I've been here but I've been lurking here and there and I wanted to congratulate whatever her name is that won the Queen of queens tourney. Hopefully you don't pull a Casper like the last queen did. Hey girl hey.

Amber chuckles at the shade thrown at former Queen and Vixens champion turned disappearing act Delta Madison

Amber: Now I didn't come out here to shade anyone or anything so let's get to the point. I'm. Back bitches. And as many of know that follow me on social media I recently got re-engaged to my former husband. He's the love of my life, the best man I've known and the father to our handsome little son Dash.

The crowd claps at the announcement

Amber: So without further ado, allow me to introduce the love of my life, Leonardo Torres!



Amber turns towards the ramp smiling as "Star Boy" by The Weeknd blast throughout the arena. Leon walks out with his hands up to the sides sporting a beefier look. He makes his way down the ramp slapping fans hands. He makes his way up the ring apron and then climbs on top of the turnbuckle. He looks out at the crowd pointing at them before flipping into the ring. He then goes to opposite sides of the ring egging the crowd on before walking towards his fiancé grabbing her from the back hugging her in the process as the crowd cheers. The couple share a small pda moment as "Star Boy" dies down. Leon is handed a mic from ringside.

Leon: it's been a while guys but man does it feel good to be back home. Now for those who temper my last time here I wasn't the best guy to this lovely woman here. I did things I wasn't proud of, things I would take back if I could. After doing some counseling we were finally able to put everything behind us, and enjoy one another again. And with our son Dash we decided to come back here together.

The crowd cheers

Leon: I heard through the grapevine, a certain two titles were vacant. And well you see there's two of us here in the ring.  And we were.......

Leon suddenly gets cut off by the sound of "Testing Me" much to the crowd's displeasure as GZWA Chairman Xion Zeros walks out to a chorus of boos.

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GZWA Chairman | Xion Zeros: “Happy New Year to you both and to the entire GZWA Nation. Congratulations on your engagement. Amber, you still have a job here, but last I checked, Leon’s contract was terminated. I’m not without a heart though. I’m willing to offer you a new contract to join your fiancee here back in the company.”

The camera pans over to Leon nodding with enthusiasm.

“It seems that you’re pretty eager for that option so we’ll go with that. You can have that contract as long as you defeat Pentagon Jr. -- and that match is going to start right now!”

Before Leon could react, Pentagon Jr. slides into the ring from behind after racing through the crowd and jumping over the barricade, only to attack Leon from behind, knocking him to the floor.

A referee races down to the ring and signals for the opening bell to start this match while Amber Torres is forced to watch from ringside.

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Singles Match
Leon Torres (return; w/ Amber Torres) vs. Pentagon Jr.

Prof. X: Welcome to the first Primetime of 2017, GZWA fans. If you’re just tuning in, you missed that newly reunited Amber Torres and Leon Torres have returned to GZWA. The GZWA Chairman reminded Leon that his contract was terminated in his lengthy absence so he has to fight for a contract against his opponent, Pentagon Jr., in a spur of the moment match that was started as soon as Pentagon surprised Leon from behind.
Francine: Crazy to see that the lovebirds are back together. I wonder if Amber’s bestie Raven will come between them again like last time?
The Carter: Maybe this time I could pick her up on the rebound?
Francine: Sure, right after you pick your teeth off the ground when she slaps the shit out of you…
Prof. X: This is starting off ugly with Pentagon getting an unfair advantage on offense.
Francine: Unfair, professor? Leon came out here dressed to compete. If he wasn’t mentally prepared to fight then he shouldn’t have came out here looking for trouble.

Pentagon stomps Leon repeatedly until the referee urges him to back off for Leon to return to his feet for this match could start properly. Pentagon backs away briefly before running back with a Soccerball Kick to the gut of Leon. Leon rolls out onto the ring apron, where Amber urges her man to keep fighting. Pentagon reaches over the ropes to drag Leon back into the ring, but Leon rakes Pentagon over the eyes. This allows Leon to mount an offense with a Springboard Cross Body.

Pentagon caught Leon out of the air with a Gutbuster. He gave a Zero Fear gesture to signal for the Fear Factor (Package Piledriver). Pentagon Jr. mockingly looks over at Amber at ringside rocking back and forth. Pentagon Jr. goes for the pin.

ONE...

TWO…

THRE---NO!!!

Pentagon Jr. breaks up the pin himself adding insult to injury dragging Leon up and turning him over on his stomach. Pentagon Jr grabs Leon's right arm and signals for his arm breaker.

Prof. X: No, not like this! Leon Torres has a family dammit! Someone needs to stop this! We already seen Pentagon put Suicide and Ryan Kendrick on the shelf.
Francine: You can’t put the blame on Pentagon Jr. on what happens here. Like I said before, Leon knew what he was getting into when he accepted this match.
The Carter: This is going to be the shortest comeback for anyone in the Torres family household...

The referee races over trying to stop him but Pentagon shoves him to the floor with ease. Just as Pentagon is about to pull back with the vicious hold, he gets pushed forward by the force of Amber jumping on his back. The two fall forward over Leon with Amber still on his back. The referee immediately calls for the bell ending the match via DQ.

Amber continues clawing at Pentagon’s eyes through his mask until he is finally able to snapmare her over landing on the mat hard. Pentagon Jr staggers and then gains half his vision back and yanks Amber up by her hair off the mat threatening her. Amber doesn't back down however jumping in his face. Pentagon Jr pushes her down and she immediately gets back up returning with huge bitch slap that echos the arena. Playing with her he ask for more which she obliged this time a closed fist. Pentagon catches her swing and rocks his finger back and fourth in a "no motion". Before he can do anything else he is swatted away by a chair shot from Leon sending him face down into the mat. Leon and Amber quickly roll out the ring with Leon standing between pentagon Jr in the ring as they make their way back up the ramp. A shot of Pentagon Jr smiling while using the ropes to gain his footing is shown as Primetime cuts to its first commercial break.

[Xion Zeros]

A panned shot of Amber is shown as she is walking backstage. Still feeling the affects from earlier in the night she holds on to her neck rubbing it while walking when she happens across the makeup and hair position and folds her arms as she stops in her tracks. The camera soon flows over to show Morgan Davis sitting in the chair getting her face beat. Morgan notices Amber standing there and stands up in front of her. The two throw looks back at each other that could kill.



Morgan: Well well. Look what the cat dragged in. Another rat.

Amber: I see you getting your best drag face ready for the race.

Morgan: Yep, the same face that could drag you by your weave again. Meanwhile, I see you still looking like a Latina Courtney Strodden. Adult titties on a pre-teen’s body.

Amber: drag who bitch? Drag me? I'm checking my W and L columns and I definitely don't see your name in there beating me. Ever. And nice to see your shots haven't settled in and deflated yet.

Morgan: “You mean like your brain right? Nothing but hot air, because last time I checked, your record against me was….I don't know. 1-4? I guess you are here for round 5 right?”

The two women inch closer into their intense glaring. Tension from years before reappear, building up until the final moment where it concludes to violence.

But suddenly, the two both laugh and embrace each other in friendly fashion. A complete 90 degree turn from the last time the pair were spotted together in GZWA

Amber: On the real though Julia is killing it look at you!

Morgan: “Oh, thanks, sis! I had to make my real return worth it.”

Amber: Its really good to see you though honestly. Feels good seeing a familiar face with all these new ones running around.

Morgan: Ugh! TrYou shoulda seen the scene back here during Reina De Reinas. Chaotic to say the least. All these bitches running around half of em don't know where to go and when, but still acting like they hot shit. Child.

Morgan laughs and notices Amber favoring her neck.

But seriously are you alright? I thought he was gonna rip your arm off or something they way he yanked your little ass up.

Amber: I'll be alright, thanks. Let's be honest though you've done worse to me out there before. And as always no one can scare me. Not even some skelator ninja wannabe.

The two of them chuckle lightly.

Amber: But look, I need to go check up on him in the trainers room. I'll text you later ok?

Morgan: Yeah, that sounds good. I'll see you later. Be careful.

Amber nods her head as the two friends hug again before she walks off, closing the door behind her.

Morgan turns back to the vanity set, checking out whole ensemble. Moments later, she hears a soft knock on the door.

“Who is it?”, Morgan shouts.

“Open the door, diva!”

Morgan rushes to open the door to reveal two more familiar faces. She lets out a loud gasp before shouting….

“Waaassuuupp, bitches!”

The ladies greet each other with a cheerful hug, and a loud yell that could be heard across the hallway.

Mariah smirks, ”You staying out of trouble? That’s totally unlike you, Miss Davis. Tia, I think it’s worse than we thought. I think she’s married or engaged…”

“Now, girl” Morgan interrupts, “We ain't got there yet, but he just might with this outfit.”

Morgan gives her friends a 360 view.

“Goodness”, Tia comments, “You haven't changed at all.”

“How could you tell?”, Morgan jokingly questions.

Mariah smiled, ”It’s great that we all have had the chance to come back together and touch base like time stood still since we all last saw each other or hung out.”

The troublesome trio all united once again on GZWA. They continue their conversation strolling down the hallway.

“So how is it going, yall?”, Morgan questions, again.

Mariah shrugs nonchalantly, ”You know me. Trying to make sure that these new girls can hang with an old lady like myself. Gotta keep them on their toes, y’know. I’m sure you’ve been watching the shows regardless since being away so don’t play coy, hun. Enough about me, how about you? How’s it going in the world of Miss Peachy?”

“Doing great!”, Morgan responds, “I’m happy to be here. It’s been months, and it feels like everything has changed, like why is-”

Suddenly, Morgan stops mid-sentence as all three women aren’t prepared for who would be crossing their path. The camera pans right to none other than “The Crown Prince” Samuel Chapman. Morgan lets out a loud gasp.

“Sam?! Oh my god!”, Morgan shouts, while Mariah and Tia are left speechless.

Morgan reaches in for a warm hug. A hug that causes a reignited spark.

Mariah playfully nudges Tia as the two share a laugh while Morgan chats with Sam.

“It’s been so long! How have you been?”

Sam hugs Morgan back and takes a whiff of her beautiful scent. He has missed this and quickly takes a moment to compose himself before releasing her and stepping back to take her beauty in while gently biting his bottom lip.

”I’ve been doing alright I guess. I had that sudden deployment that took me away but that chapter of my life is over with the Army and now I’m just picking up the pieces that are worth salvaging from my old life and starting over.”

“Ah, that’s good to hear. I understand how you feel, actually.”, Morgan responds. A thought then causes her peppy smile to simmer to a slight grin. She isn’t so sure what that thought is. Maybe a reminder of how everything transpired between the two. Something spontaneous, yet questionable.

Sam gazes into her eyes as all his old feelings begin to rush him as well. The good times they spent together flash in his mind and up until this moment he hadn’t really considered just how much he missed her. Being the gentlemen he is he snaps back to reality and notices the other ladies and it quickly saves the impending word vomit that was approaching.

”Ladies, I apologize for being rude. I completely interrupted you. Hi Mariah and Tia.”

“Hiiiii, Sam...” Mariah and Tia respond in unison, slowly backing away from the two former lovebirds.

Taking the heat off him, his eyes are now free to follow his heart and he continues to take the sight of Morgan in.

Morgan tries to follow his eyes to where he is gazing. Is it her eyes? Her lips? Her more defined curves after spending many months in the gym since her “retirement”? Is it everything, since many things have changed since they have parted ways. She tries to figure it out.

“Yeah, I know. I’m getting back into the groove of things. Outfit and all.”

Sam tries to focus but it is so difficult. He diverted his gaze because he wasn’t dressed to kill but he was in a cutoff shirt with gray sweatpants and he couldn’t lose total control. He had to keep talking so that his mind, heart, and body didn’t have time to totally synch with one another.

”Forgive me for staring but you look better than ever and for you that is an incredible feat because you already were the total package. I…”

Sam looks down at his feet and then returns his gaze to her eyes.

”I know this..us..well I guess I should start appropriately. I missed you Morgan. I missed you and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it.”

Not knowing how else to start, Sam decided to just “man up” and let her express her feelings be they anger, hatred, love, or a combination of all that. He owed her that much because of his departure.

Instead, Morgan shows bewilderment by her widening eyes and the corner of her lips lowering to a frown. Mariah and Tia following after, because they know exactly what Morgan’s current situation is, and how Sam’s confession will now affect her.

Morgan takes a deep breath to gather any inner demons she can release out into the air.

“...I missed you, too. A lot, actually. I’ll admit that I wasn’t in my right mind after you got deployed. I lost my self-confidence. I lost my edge. Maybe because you were the first serious love I’ve had my entire life, and I put so much of myself to you, and you just left, without a thought. I did start to question why. However, just like you had to pick up the pieces of your pasts, I had to do the same. I had to figure my shit out, before I finally decided to move on with my life.”

“Speaking of which….well….there’s something I need to tell you.”

Everything that Morgan said resonated deeply and while it wasn’t what he wanted to hear, he needed to hear it as much as she needed to say it. He should have handled everything differently and now wasn’t the time to get into the small details about why it all went down with him just vanishing. This was solely on him and while he dreaded what may come next he would have time to process it. He slightly shifted his body weight and braced himself but he had to try to make this easier on her to tell him what was on her heart.

”I can’t change what happened and all the pain I put you through. I should’ve prepared you more for what being a Soldier entailed with me but I took it lightly because the odds of me getting chosen were supposed to be super slim. I didn’t do that..I “f’ed” that up I know that. I never meant to cause any doubt to creep up on you especially with my past. A past that you stopped when it came to messing around. You did what some said was impossible so you are the last person I want to cause any pain.”

He wanted to grab her and hold her but he felt frozen. He simply could not move and hearing the words that she had to move on with her life could prove to be very crushing. This was why he hadn’t resumed his old ways and buried himself in his friendships with Maryse and Akasha but they couldn’t fill the void that he knew was standing in front of him.

”All that said, you have something you need to tell me?”

That is when Morgan felt guilty. Guilty of the selfish actions she made then. Putting herself and her relationship first before a sudden game of picking and choosing that Sam had no choice on playing. Even if that meant that he had to sacrifice along the way. It was something that Morgan never seemed to understand, and still doesn’t.

She feels even more guilty about bringing this news to Sam. Morgan looks back at Mariah and Tia, who are still in disbelief.

“I have mo-”

While Morgan is in mid-sentence Akasha Monroe rounds the corner singing “Love on the Brain” holding a folder full of Sam’s photos that he usually autographs for the GZWA Nation. Upon seeing him and Morgan talking and seeing the looks on their faces the folder drops to the ground and the photos spill out on the floor. She gives a wicked side-eye to Mariah and Tia but decides they weren’t the people she needed to focus on. Sam has a startled look on his face that turns into a blank emotionless face.

Samuel, be a dear and gather these pictures while I properly introduce myself.”

Akasha smoothes out her dress and smiles as she extends her hand towards Morgan.

”Hello, I’m Akasha Monroe.”

Morgan already shows a look of disgust from the other woman purposefully treating Sam like a butler, but she quickly changes it to a smile. Something to hide how confrontational she had the habit of being. Morgan can’t be as combative as she was in the past with another demanding woman who used to work in GZWA, so she choose to be more open and welcoming instead,

She begins by extending her hand out to Akasha, before introducing herself.

”Morgan Davis.”

A minimal introduction.

However, Morgan feels the firmness of Akasha’s grip building while they shake hands. Proof that tension is developing after even mere seconds of knowing each other. Morgan already has a wild guess on Akasha’s end, but getting to know her would be the start before she chips the ice.

“You are a wrestler here?”

Not the first question she had in mind, but Morgan has to start somewhere. Akasha might end up being her competition in GZWA.

”I am indeed, I was bit by the wrestling bug at a young age and I’ve dabbled a bit here and there but the GZWA is now my home thanks to our resident “Crown Prince” here.”

Akasha smiles sweetly and casts a doe-like gaze in Samuel’s direction. He now has the photos back in the folder and simply hands them to Akasha. He has no idea what she was going to say or do because lately she had proven to be very unpredictable. He was glad that she was not being rude so there was hope for a potential encounter.

”It’s very nice to meet you Morgan. I must admit it’s nice to meet you in person, your legacy still echoes in these halls even after your retirement. I’m sure your love life has improved being off the road so much. I wouldn’t know what to do without Sam here, he makes sure I’m taken care of.”

Now it is Samuel who casts a side-eye at Akasha. What was her end game here? He didn’t not like where this was going or how open-ended she was leaving her answers. He would simply have to wait to see how this was going to play out.

“Oh, you two are together?”, Morgan asks, wanting confirmation, but with how elated Akasha is, it might be true. Sam has moved on to another woman. He has moved on to the present and heading towards his future, just like Morgan. She gives them her good wishes, easing back on the negative tension that was initially drawing Morgan and Akasha together like a magnet.

“Well, congratulations, Sam! I didn’t even know.”

But of course this may make the news she has to share to Sam easier for her.

Akasha has a twinkle in her eye and in her mind being congratulated was a non-threatening action that meant all snide and “nice-nasty” looks were no longer needed.

”Well thank…”

Sam quickly cuts Akasha off seeing exactly where she was trying to take this.

”Don’t do that! I tolerate this foolishness with you and Maryse because it’s funny. Morgan isn’t Maryse so NO!”

The victory smile that Akasha was sporting drops immediately as she gives Sam a death stare. She cocks her hip and her hands fling into attitude position.

”Don’t do what Sam? Am I or am I not traveling with you? Staying in your apartment? Cooking for you? Making your house into home?”

Sam looks at Morgan and sighs before shaking his head. The nice look he usually sports begins to turn into one of anger as his face reddens a bit. He wants to hurt Akasha as much as she’s trying to hurt Morgan in this moment.

”Actually Maryse turned my house into a home, but I guess in your jealous rage you forgot that. Sure I’m letting you stay there while you get established in Miami but we are far from playing house. You cook and clean because you don’t pay rent.”

Akasha hadn’t seen this side of him in many years, the last time she saw it was when they were in high school many years ago. Sam doesn’t stop though because he was determined to shut this down before it blew out of proportion.

”Sure we dated many many years ago but I have told you to let that go because there has been no WE in a long time. Stop acting like Effie White and telling me You aren’t going because if you don’t WE won’t even be friends anymore.”

Sam’s usually bright eyes have darkened a bit and Akasha is silent because on the one hand she didn’t want to appear weak in front of these women. She also saw that her original ruling of Morgan not being a threat was far from correct and this was deep. She couldn’t lose just yet and she knew that no matter what happened that Sam wouldn’t hit her no matter what she did so she could press a little bit more.

”Wow Sam, considering how I’ve been a shoulder to cry on when your French whore was not available this comes as a bit of a shock. Where did that anger come from? Did I tell “her” that we were together? What’s the deal with you two anyway that makes you come for me like that?”

Akasha now looks at both of them waiting on either to speak and folds her arms and cocks her hip out.

“Umm….between us too? Sam and I used to be together before he was stationed to the military. That’s all.”

Morgan is already in shock after seeing Sam this way. Interestingly enough, she never witnessed this before. She may have had her petty arguments with him, but he used enough “body language” to calm her down, ending with conversation, but this? Samuel exploding?This is new. What has this woman, Akasha, done to easily manipulate Samuel this way? The man that was once a charming gentleman with no flaws has opened up his emotions like a hurricane crashing into a building, while catering to this woman’s every whim.

Morgan feels worried.

Sam didn’t want to go back to this dark place, no one had seen this side of him since his days in ZXWWF with CM Punk and clearly this wasn’t worth that drama. He breathes calmly for a few moments.

”Look Akasha, the thing is Morgan and I owe you no explanations. I can have other females in my life without you calling them names or presenting yourself as if we are more than what we are. Yes Morgan and I were together. You hadn’t come back around so you should have no emotion about this whatsoever. Is that what you wanted to hear?”

Akasha didn’t like it because it had been clearly established she loved him and always would but she knew when she wasn’t going to win and if memory served her correctly from her research Morgan was also friends with Raven who she refused to give any leverage at a later time. She drops the attitude because she sees someone walking up towards Morgan that she is sure Sam doesn’t see yet.

”Okay Sam, you’re right. We aren’t together but we do have some things to sort out. But let me not interrupt you two. Morgan I rudely cut you off from telling him something and I sincerely apologize.”

“No, it’s fine. My apologies for even making the assumption.”, Morgan replies with a smile.

Akasha smirks and raises an eyebrow searching for their reactions.

Morgan is handling this heated situation much better than she had envisioned. The truth causes plenty of drama in GZWA, and Morgan was no stranger to this. In fact, she was a repeated offender. Her assertiveness was too much for her opponents to grasp at that time.

But in this case, everything is different for her. Even with the earlier blowup between Sam and Akasha, it was between them two and their current living situation. Also, Akasha’s over exaggeration about them being in love. Morgan, as well as her two friends in the background, were only bystanders looking in.

Even with Morgan giving Akasha a bombshell, Akasha is relaxed.

But, unfortunately, Morgan has to give Sam a bombshell as well, and she isn’t so sure of what his response would be. After taking a deep breath, Morgan goes straight to the point.

”I have a man now. We were talking in and out for more than a year, but we’ve been “together” together for a year now.”

Sam completely forgets anyone else is there and looks at Morgan in disbelief. Akasha stifles a giggle. Sam is shocked, hurt and angry all at the same time. Akasha sees this as a way in and the figure in the distance has gotten closer and just like that the tension was rising yet again.

It appears to be the new man of Morgan’s life, the Trinidadian rapper Cayo Okoye, better known by his rap name ‘K.O.’ He surprises Morgan by covering her eyes with his right hand which was occupied by gold and diamond rings on almost every other finger. Cayo quickly leans in to kiss Morgan on the neck and used his free arm to wrap around her waist not giving her time to react.

“Wey, how ya doin’ nah lookin rel bess!” Speaking in his native jargon, it automatically becomes clear who the mystery man bold enough to step to Morgan is. Cayo lets go so that she can turn around greet him.

Of course, Morgan plays victim to his surprise.

”You came! You told me your ass wasn’t coming!”, Morgan excitingly shouts as she embraces him with a hug around his shoulders and a smooch on the lips, before turning to Sam. Cayo still wrapping her waist with his muscular arm dipped in dark chocolate and tattoos.

”Oh! I want yall to meet someone. This is Cayo. Cayo, you already know Tia and Mariah. And this is Sam, my ex that I told you about. He came back from the military and returned here to GZWA.”

Mariah and Tia silently mouth “Oh shit!” to each other while sharing a bag of popcorn that they “confiscated” from one of the workers backstage.

Sam had silently watched all this transpire and he literally swallowed as his jealousy had flashed but the anger was still in the surface and it was the emotion he would've preferred but Cayo had done nothing wrong. He extends his hand.

”Sup man, it's nice to meet you.”

Akasha watches silently because this had to be a way in but she couldn't mess it up. The timing had to be just right.

“Fuh real? In truth we weren’t macoing you. But, pleasure to meet you too… Good to put a face to the name.” Cayo releases Morgan’s waist and reaches past her shaking Sam’s hand with a firm grip before releasing. Cayo’s long dreaded updo slides a bit of place before he decides to just let it down and hads the hair tie to Morgan. “But honestly, Sam I’m not from America but I was raised here, so thank you for your services. Brave fellas in the military, real saga boys I tell you.”

Cayo feeling the awkward tension building he focuses back to Morgan. “Gyul, you know I wasn’t going to let no shows stop me from supporting you one time. Taz and Katch can hold down a few shows with me.”

”Well, either way, I’m glad you came”, Morgan comments as she gives him another kiss.

Sam respects the greeting and can see the feelings run deep with these two. He looks at Mariah and Tia and then back at Cayo.

”Thanks brother. My call to duty is over and while it is an honorable service to the country, there are a lot of sacrifices that come with it as well.”

Sam looks at Morgan before diverting his gaze to Akasha. She was practically licking her chops to have Sam see her look at Cayo just one second too long. She got her wish. She didn't hold the look long enough to draw a reaction from Morgan but Sam raised his eyebrow. Akasha brushes her hair behind her ear and gingerly holds her hand out.

”Hello there, I'm Akasha Monroe. Miss Morgan you sure did well, he is certainly an upgrade.”

The subtle shade did its work as Sam clenched his jaw and took a deep breath. A smile fills Cayo’s face as he leans in to shake Akasha’s hand.

“Thank you, but we have all felt the tabanca no need to bobolize the fella. Seems like we have a lagniappe bachanal now huh?” Cayo then releases Akasha’s hand and turns to Tia and Mariah and gives them a warm smile and side hugs as well. Cayo normally doesn’t let the Trini-slang come flying out as much or as often, but given the awkward situation he tried to step on as few toes as possible.

Cayo then moves some of his dreadlocks back out of his face and reaching into his jean jacket cut off pulling out a piece of paper which looked like a ticket of some sort. He hands that to Morgan and whispers in her ear. “You know this is awkward right? But here’s the first half of your three part return gift.” Cayo then postures up and focuses on Sam who seems to be at his wits end. “So, now that you’re back what’s the plan?”

Sam turns to look at Cayo and relaxes his jaw. Akasha purposely moves slightly away from Sam and ensures the folder with his pictures is out of sight.

“The plan is to go out there and rebuild my kingdom and then sit on the throne when I prove that I am the best. There is a lot of talent here but I'm making a name for myself again.”

Akasha barely let's Sam finish before speaking but she jumps in when he pauses for a second too long.

”You two really are a cute couple. You have been dating for over a year now I think you said. What's next for you two? I mean I know you share joint goals right?”

Sam balls his fist up and bites down on his lip as he silently counts to 10 in his head.

“Uh, not yet,” Morgan answers as she looks at Cayo and then back to Akasha., “We've been working on our individual careers first before we get things in motion about our joint goals. So far, we’re making our own money and supporting each other until we decide to take it to the next level.”

This gives Morgan the perfect opportunity to leave what turned out to be an awkward situation.

“Speaking of that, I should get ready for my match. It should be coming up any minute now.”

Morgan walks towards Sam, giving him one last, yet brief hug.

”It’s been so good to hear from you again, Sam.”

Sam sensing the way out of the encounter as well does not object to it ending here and now.

Same here Morgan. I'm glad that you are happy. Good luck out there.”

Sam is glad when his phone buzzes and he quickly waves and walks away.

”Good luck out there, Tia.”, Morgan adds as she takes Cayo by the hand, walking away from the group.


….but Morgan forgot one more, which causes her to turn back to them.

”Oh, it’s also nice to meet you...Akasha!”

Akasha smiles and rolls her eyes when Morgan isn't facing her. She nods at Mariah and Tia before heading off after Sam.

Mariah’s the first one to break the tension and silence in the air by uttering the words, “Now that was something else… And here people thought that we needed Total Vixens to get going to have drama under way around here…”

---

Fatal 4 Way Match
"The Upset Queen" Olivia Areano vs. "The Georgia Peach" Morgan Davis vs. "Straight-Edge Vixen" Tia Brooks vs. "Fearless" Nikki Bella

Primetime returns from commercial break with Morgan Davis, Nikki Bella, and Tia Brooks standing in the ring waiting on the last competitor to join them in the ring.

Prof. X: The ladies are waiting for the last competitor to join them to get this Fatal 4 Way started. Olivia Areano and Morgan Davis had a pretty heated rivalry during Reina de Reinas Dos. Many fans within the GZWA Nation are looking forward to seeing that rivalry continue here along with the continuation of this rivalry between Nikki Bella and the returning Tia Brooks.
The Carter: If I may add, all of these ladies are looking as lovely as ever.
Francine: Keep your tongue off the floor and eyeballs in the sockets, horndog.
Prof. X: Where’s Olivia Areano? It’s not like her not to miss a match...

Zoey Valentine raise the microphone to her lips, “I have been information that Olivia Areano has suffered an undisclosed injury and has been deemed medically unfit for this match. Therefore, GZWA Management has deemed this match will continue as a triple threat match.”

After this announcement is made it’s looking bad for Nikki Bella as both Tia Brooks and Morgan Davis are looking at her at the sound of the opening bell. It looks like another Queen Bee Mafia reunion is underway much like during the finals of Reina de Reinas Dos with Morgan and Tia potentially joining forces. Nikki Bella is backed into the ropes where she is being forced to stand her ground as the Georgia Peach and the Straight-Edge Vixen loom closer.

At that moment, that is when Alicia Fox comes to the Fearless One’s aid by attacking Morgan and Tia from behind with a Diving Missile Dropkick to both women.

Francine: So much for that rift between Team Bella, eh?
The Carter: Nah, I doubt friends like that could stay mad at each other forever. Besides, we all know that QBM would do the same if they saw one of their own getting ganged up on in a match like this too.
Prof. X: This is completely legal as there’s no disqualifications in a triple threat match. That being said, I don’t have to like it.

Morgan is down on all-fours after being rocked from the blow. Foxy hits the ropes and connects with the Axe Kick to the Georgia Peach while Nikki performed the Rack Attack on Tia Brooks to leave both Vixens down and out in the center of the ring. Nikki arrogantly covers both women at the same time.

ONE…

TWO…

THRE---NO!!!

Nikki covers Morgan again with her body on top of Miss Peachy’s own.

ONE…

TWO…

NO!!!

Nikki then covers Tia in the same manner.

ONE…

TWO…

NO!!!

Nikki pounds on the mat in frustration until Foxy reminds her that they are both still in control. The two women stood Tia Brooks back up on her feet for a Double Clothesline. The Straight-Edge Vixen manages to duck underneath the incoming blow and connects the Blind-Side Kick (French TKO) to knock Foxy for a loop. Alicia Fox goes tumbling out of the ring after reeling back from the blow. Nikki Bella took advantage of Foxy’s sacrifice by striking Tia from behind with a Running Forearm Smash. She then went for the Rack Attack to capitalize on the situation. The recovered Georgia Peach comes from out from nowhere crashing into both women standing together with the Boo-Tee Bump (Rearview).

The Carter: That’s whole lotta ass to be throwing around like that! Isn’t it a thing of booty...err beauty?
Francine: (Rolling her eyes) Miss Peachy might want to be careful with that thing. I hear it’s a registered weapon in most states.

Nikki tumbles out of the ring while Morgan Davis is presented with a conflict of interest - to go after Nikki or pin her friend? To the surprise of the GZWA Nation, Miss Peachy goes for the latter.

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!!!

Prof. X: Now that’s a surprise, Morgan Davis picked up the win by pinning her friend.
Francine: It was a triple threat match after all. Tia isn’t showing any hard feelings about the matter. The ladies understood that it was a match and didn’t want each other to hold anything back.
The Carter: I don’t think Morgan could hold anything back anyway. She’s got enough junk in the truck as is.

After the match, Alicia Fox tries to apologize only for Nikki Bella to shove her to floor and storm backstage as Primetime took a commercial break.

[Xion Zeros]

Primetime returns from commercial break with the scene in progress between the Enforcers, Veda Scott, and Brooklyn Glamorous being rather vocal about their concerns about tonight’s Captain Fall Tag Team Match to the GZWA Chairman within his office.

Veda Scott: “Sir, I hope I’m not speaking out of place here, but what purpose does this match serve? It’s not like the MisFits are deserving of a tag team championship rematch against my -- err your Enforcers. So why grant them the opportunity to face them in the ring again?”

G-Money Briggs: “Whoa, whoa, there, babygirl. We got this. It won’t matter if it’s the MisFits, the Mega Busters, or any other tag team that comes in our way. We’ll send ‘em packin’. This gold ain’t going nowhere.”

Dequan Wallace: “Yeah, we won’t be pulling what Carnage did and choke at the first big challenge to come his way…”

Xion interjects, “Enough…”

Brooklyn shook her head as she pressed a freshly manicured nail into Xion’s chest, “I can’t BELIEVE you would make this match without consulting me first. I didn’t ask for their help and I wouldn’t dare take the help of that bastard red headed step-child over there on the couch.

No offense, Veda.”

Veda adjusted her glasses, “None taken. I know that you’re not referring to me, but to Miss Congeniality over there.”

The camera pans over to show Blake Harper taping up her hands in silence, completely ignoring the protests of the members of the Machine.

Veda adds, “While we’re on the subject of brilliant decisions lately, I would like to ask why I wasn’t offered a spot in the Reinas tournament? If I was there, I would have been able to offer my services to Miss Glamorous and ensure that she was holding the crown as she rightfully deserves at your side.”

Xion merely shrugged, “Don’t take that up with me. Bring that up with Mary. She’s here tonight, so go talk to her yourself.”

Veda Scott rubs her chin in thought. “That’s a brilliant idea, sir! I’m going down there right now and give her a piece of my mind.”

Brooklyn smirks, “Are you sure you can spare a piece, honey?”

Veda turns back to face the Glam Star with her mouth agape.

Brooklyn adds, “Only kidding. I should be making that comment about our so-called competition tonight. Xion, you’re not off the hook for this. You can count on sleeping on the couch for a while when we get back home.”

Xion exclaims, “What!!??”

“You heard me. I TOLD you I strictly want to count on myself in that ring. Not you, not your henchmen and sidekicks here, and definitely not some antisocial rebel without a cause that you paired me up with tonight. I’ll play nice on your little game tonight, but we’ll see how you like it when I make you play with yourself for a while.”

The Enforcers and Veda Scott snicker at this remark until the Chairman cuts them all a death glare.

Blake sits there and listens to the whining and moaning as she stands up and starts to hum, while leaving through the office door: "I'm the dragon breathing fire. Beautiful mane, I'm the lion."

Veda Scott shook her head watching her leave and utters, “Weirdo.”

---

Singles Match
Missy Sippy vs. Zora Grayson

Prof. X: Missy Sippy was another woman making her official Primetime debut here tonight after competing in Reina de Reinas Dos. She lost to Cai Yukiko in the opening round but really impressed fans and GZWA Management alike with her ruthless aggression. Zora Grayson faced off against her trainer and mentor Morgane Renaud at Reinas in an exhibition match, but came up short of capturing victory. Tonight will be a redemption of sorts for these women as they look to start 2017 with a clean slate.
Francine: Speaking of Reinas, there’s going to be a special edition released soon on the Elite Wrestling Network with bonus commentary recorded by Serena Dent and yours truly, along with three bonus exhibition matches.
The Carter: I’m still upset that you two didn’t let us call the entire show with you.
Francine: Sorry, Carter, but we all know how you can’t control yourself around that many women. Plus, Mary herself stated that she didn’t want your juvenile comments tarnishing her tournament. If you got a problem with that take it up with her, not me.
Prof. X: Both of these women have been rather outspoken about each other

Despite their differences, Zora tries to be civil by adopting the Code of Honor at the start of the match. Missy looks at Zora’s outstretched hand and merely spits her chewing tobacco into it. Zora is appalled by what this crude woman has done to literally spit on her gesture of good sportsmanship and fires back with a Discus Clothesline by Zora to open the match. Missy ducks the incoming blow and hits the ropes. She rebounds off the ropes and knocks Zora off the feet with a Spear and continues the assault with array of wild punches. Zora manages to Monkey Flip Missy into the corner to remove this annoyance from on top of her body. Missy drops onto her head upon impact, but Zora doesn’t give her any room to breath as she held her at bay with a Corner Foot Choke. She held the unorthodox maneuver on briefly but released it before the referee’s illegal hold count reached 3. Zora didn’t want anger to get the better of her. She already made that mistake against Morgane last month; she wasn’t going to repeat that mistake tonight. Zora then removes Missy from out of the corner with a Lifting Reverse STO. Missy wisely rolls out of the ring to catch her breath and to avoid the pending pinfall.

Prof. X: Looks Missy may have bitten off more than she could chew with this newcomer.
Francine: I think anyone would be fired up after getting a handful of whatever disgusting thing that was in Missy’s mouth…
The Carter: I’d love to hogtie her and make her squeal like a piggy.
Francine: Please, she’s beaten the shit out of guys higher up the totem pole than you Carter. What makes you think you have a chance in hell with her?
The Carter: Us southern folks have to stick together, y’know…
Francine: Have fun trying but don’t come crying to me when you come back to work with more bullet holes in you than 50 Cent and Swish cheese combined.

Zora pursues Missy with Suicide Dive through the ropes, only to be met with a Pele Kick counter from Missy. This left Zora in a rope hung position for her reckless abandon while Missy rejuvenates herself by chugging down the beer from the cup of one of the fans sitting on the front row. Missy positions herself on the ring apron and struck first with a Running Knee Lift to rock Zora before launching herself back into the ring with an Apron Slingshot DDT. Zora didn’t stay down after her skull bounced off the canvas from those two maneuvers, so Missy added the Missy Sippy Rising (Springboard European Uppercut) for good measure and followed up with a Soccerball Kick for the icing on the cake. Missy’s own arrogance causes her to fall for Zora playing possum, which allowed her to capture Missy into an Inside Cradle.

ONE…

TWO…

THRE---NO!!!

Missy broke the pin attempt with a Headbutt, forcing Zora to involuntarily release her pin. Missy then took control by applying a Texas Cloverleaf. Zora kicks her into ropes to counter before the hold properly applied. Zora then kips up to her feet and caught Missy off the rebound with the Superwoman Punch. With Missy visibly rocked from the blow, Zora follows up with the Wild Child (Full Nelson Bomb to Lotus Lock). Zora vises her legs around Missy’s upper body tightly and binds her in one spot with nowhere to go. The Southern Belle clenches her teeth as she tries to endure the pain.

Francine: Looks like Missy Sippy is the one who’s hogtied for once from how Zora Graysen has her in that hold.
Prof. X: This isn’t a pretty sight…
The Carter: Do you need glasses or something, Professor? They are BOTH dayum fine to me!

Missy rolls over onto all-fours with Zora in tow as the hold is still firmly secured. Zora found herself being raised off the mat as Missy performs an Electric Chair Drop to counter Lotus Lock and forcefully break the hold. Missy shook off the cobwebs, hit the ropes, and hit a Springboard DDT to the waking Zora, only for Zora to respond with a Samoan Drop to take control of the momentum of this match once more. She opted to continue her offense with the She Wolf (Snapmare Driver) but Missy showed signs of life by shoving her into the corner. Zora changed her travel plans by hooking Missy’s arm and sending her into the corner instead. Missy scales up the corner post for the Platte River Plunge (Whisper in the Wind) but Zora jumping dropkicks her legs out from underneath her, causing her to fall onto top turnbuckle. The cameras cut back to the commentary team cringing at that landing by Missy.

The Carter: Okay, maybe you were onto something there, Professor. Now THAT didn’t look good at all.

Zora roars with ferocity as she goes for a top rope variation of the She Wolf only for Missy to shove her to the floor. Zora sits up on all-fours as Missy comes down from the top rope with finish the Missy Sippy Mash (High Elevation Curb Stomp) to plant her face-first back into the canvas. Missy hooks her leg in a pin.

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!!!



Prof. X: A magnificent match between these new rookie Vixens, but we knew only one could walk away the winner. These ladies should be proud of their performance here tonight. The future's looking bright for the Vixen division.
Francine: I couldn’t agree anymore with you, Professor.
The Carter: It’s looking dayum good for sure…
Francine: Stop drooling, Carter. You’re going to ruin the equipment...

[Xion Zeros]

BACKSTAGE SEGMENT

FEAT. THE SLAMMER | INTERVIEWER: CHRISTY HEMME | THE SLAMMER’S LOOK

Backstage, Christy Hemme is standing by with The Slammer.

Christy Hemme backstage with GZWA newcomer The Slammer! Slammer, the end of 2016 turned out to be a beginning for you as you had an impressive showing at the Reinas Tournament. How excited are you to be taking your first steps in GZWA?

(Smiling) Excitement, nervous, anxiety-all the above. But you know Christy, this is just who I am. I love competition and more than that I love facing the very best.

Well you definitely have your hands full tonight with Didgitz! And I happen to know that she’s not taking you lightly. In fact, she’s treating you as a legitimate threat. Does it worry you at all facing a veteran like Didgitz knowing what she’s capable of?

All I can say Christy is that professional wrestling is not for the weak. You have to be tough and you have to be smart. And all I can say is that Didgitz is both of those. She’s every bit as smart as she is tough-and that says a lot because she is one of the toughest I’ve ever seen. 

Do you have a strategy going into tonight’s match?

Yeah-try not to get killed!

Both women giggle. 

But seriously, I know on paper that Didgitz should be able to clean the ring with me. But all I’ll say is that if she takes me lightly simply because I don’t have the ring experience as the other women, then she’s in for a long night! While she’s as tough as it gets, I’ve been known to be a bit scrappy myself. 

Well, facing Didgitz is a tough task for a longtime veteran-much less a rookie.

You’re right about that. Looking into the Camera. But Didgitz, if you’re watching this, you better know that I respect you and I’m more than aware of what you’re capable of. But I’m here in GZWA to prove I can stand across the ring from the very best. So I suggest you be prepared tonight (double bicep flex) because I am comin for ya Honey and I’m bringing my friends with me!

Wow! Now if those muscles don’t intimidate you, nothing will! Good luck tonight Slammer!

---

Singles Match

The Slammer vs. Didgitz

These two Vixens lock up at the sound of the opening bell only for Didgitz to overcome her strength disadvantage with a headbutt. The blow stuns and shocks The Slammer at the same time and brings The Slammer down on one knee. This allowed Didgitz to perform three Rolling Snap Suplexes in succession, with Didgitz motioning for the XDT (Springboard Moonsault DDT) as The Slammer got back up. The Slammer caught Didgitz out of the air with ease and dropped her to the mat with a Big Scoop Slam. With Didgitz writhing in pain, The Slammer trapped Didgitz between her powerful thighs with a lethal Leg Scissors. 

Prof. X: The Slammer’s showing that those muscles aren’t just for show. She’s a lethal weapon from head to toe!

The Carter: That’s a position I wouldn’t mind experiencing first hand…

Francine: Yeah and she’ll crush your head like a watermelon and put you out of all of our miseries...

Didgitz elbows The Slammer’s knee at the joint repeatedly until she’s able to slide free. Once back to a vertical base, she rocks The Slammer with a Running Yakuza Kick and steps out onto the ring apron. Didgitz then launched herself back into the ring with a Springboard Cross Body after vaulting up onto the ropes from ring apron. Once again, The Slammer caught her out of the air with ease; this time, dropping Didgitz over her knee in devastating Gutbuster. While Didgitz clenched her abdomen in pain, The Slammer followed up with a Bridging Fisherman Suplex.

ONE…

TWO…

NO!!!

This didn’t deter The Slammer in the least as she elevated Didgitz back up into another Fisherman’s Suplex. Didgitz manages to hooks the leg to derail this tactic and stomps on The Slammer’s foot to free herself. Once freed, Didgitz connects with point blank High Knee Strike to rock The Slammer. She remained on her feet after the blow, so Didgitz hits ropes and returns with Dialin’ Up (Spinning Headscissor DDT). With The Slammer grounded, Didgitz looks to lock in the Bitch Down (Tazmission). The Slammer senses the pending danger and Hip Tosses her to the mat before the hold is properly applied. The Slammer ushers the crowd to silence before delivering a Superchop to waking Didgitz that echoes throughout the arena from the impact of the stinging blow. Didgitz reels back into the corner from the impact as The Slammer took a moment to pose for the GZWA Nation.

The Carter: Look at that gun show!

Francine: Don’t you think now isn’t the best time to be showing off? 

The Carter: There’s NEVER a bad time for showing off, Franny! 

The Slammer charged into the corner and connects with a Running Forearm Smash to Didgitz. The Slammer then positioned her up on the top turnbuckle and into the Dreamland Driver (Muscle Buster). Didgitz showed signs of life as she kneed to The Slammer in the forehead repeatedly during execution of the maneuver, which allowed Didgitz to slide down The Slammer’s spine and lock in the Bitch Down (Tazmission). In the middle of the ring, The Slammer has nowhere to go with Didgitz’ body vised around her own. After biting tooth and nail against the pain, The Slammer has no choice but to submit to hold to avoid possible injury and reward tonight’s victory to Didgitz. 

Prof. X: Another spectacular outing by these new faces in the Vixen division. 

Francine: After that hard-hitting affair with Vi Malkov at Reinas de Reinas Dos, I knew that Didgitz was going to be woman on a mission here tonight, aimed to win. 

The Carter: Even I can respect that renewed vigor and purpose she has since coming back to GZWA this year. 

[Xion Zeros]

Backstage, the cameras cut to Sensational Mary having a conversation with GZWA Commissioner Serena Dent.

Serena Dent: “Congratulations on a spectacular event, Mary. I have to hand it to you, you pulled that off wonderfully. I have a suggestion though…”

Mary’s smile fades as her eyebrow twitches, “Are you implying that my decisions were flawed?”

Serena shook her head, “No, but I think I proved that once before, my dear, if you were to look at the history books regarding your not-so-hostile takeover.”

Mary narrows her eyes at Serena as she continues.

“Regarding your announcement concerning the Queen of Queens Championship… I like that you want to reward the Reinas champion with a potential Vixen Championship match down the line, but we have to plan for the scenario of which that all 15 competitors can’t be challenged or bested to qualify for that reward. We don’t want another situation where the title would have be vacated, due to injury or scheduling differences with the outside talent who were in the tournament. Perfect examples being that Olivia Areano missing tonight’s show and Ashley Maldano winning championship gold in RISE. I’m sure neither would have much free time on their hands to go out of their way to appear for contendership.”

Mary shook her head, “If they want to be champion, they would MAKE time, but alas I see your point. How about this revision to the ruling then? Instead of ALL of the competitors, the title can be traded-in for a Vixen Championship after 8 consecutive title defenses? That’s half of the women who entered so that is more than fair enough if we weigh in potential injuries and what-not.”

Serena smirks, “Now you’re cooking… I’m curious to know why you didn’t invite my ball of fire to enter Reinas though…”

At those words the doors swung open to Veda Scott storming into the room.

Serena mumbles, “Speak of the devil…”

Veda Scott: “You know what? I was wondering the EXACT same thing, Miss Dent.”

Veda gets in Mary’s face and continues.

“Where do you get off, leaving me, Veda FREAKIN’ Scott, off the card or the entire conversation of deciding who is the best woman in the world? I know that we’ve had our ups and downs over the years but I thought there was at least some ounce of brains between those ears of yours to be a credible businesswoman to pioneer this event.”

Mary looks unimpressed and confused.

“Come again? Who ARE you? And why should I care?”

Veda Scott’s mouth hangs open agape once again for the second time tonight as Serena sat at her desk chuckling with laughter.

Serena: “Mary, she’s Xion’s ‘help’...”

“Sorry, still not ringing any bells…”

Veda: “If I wasn’t a sophisticated member of society unlike most of unevolved invertebrates in this company, I would ring your bell myself and remind you exactly who I am, but no, I have CLASS, unlike you two…”

Serena rolls her eyes, “Wrong answer. Try again, sunshine.”

Mary snaps her fingers, “OH! She’s the one who thinks she’s in charge of my Enforcers that I put in Xion’s employ. Good to see that those bruisers I gave you last year healed up nicely. How about you take that bass out of your voice before I’m forced to give you some new ones?”

Veda gulped hard but held her ground to the shock of the GZWA Commissioner watching this altercation take place.

“You touch me and the legal ramifications will have you calling MC Hammer your roommate by the end of the week. I’m sure your family’s big bucks could get you out of that lawsuit.”

Mary smiles, “Cute, you’ve grown a backbone since I saw you last. I like that, but you can’t scare me.”

She cocks her fist back as Veda winces back to defend herself, only to be surprised as Mary merely pats her on the head.

“Don’t get mad at me that you were overlooked for Reinas last year. You only have yourself to blame. You want to be in the conversation when I’m scouting for talent for this year’s tournament? Then make me give a damn about who you are instead of some nerd in a fancy suit. At least go shopping with Serena, she’s not allowing her wardrobe mirror the economy.”

Serena interjects, “I’m not hanging out with her so don’t even put my name into this…”

“Whatever… My point being, Veda, is that you’re a waste of space and you’re a waste of my time… Why I have to explain that someone who CLAIMS they are so much more intellectually superior to everyone else baffles me, but I think that’s an illusion too much like that idea that you IMAGINED that you have a brain functioning in that skull of yours.”

Veda opens her mouth for a rebuttal but Mary cuts her off with a warning.

“I suggest you get out of my sight before I decide to ruin my new Louis Vuitton boots by so far up your ass that you would be flossing with my shoelaces for the rest of this week.”

Veda Scott silently swallows her pride, closes her mouth, and hastily exits out of the room. She slams the door shut on her departure and immediately storms back down the corridor towards the locker room area. In her rage, Veda wasn’t looking where she was going when she made that sharp turn down the hall and found herself knocked to the floor.

Veda Scott: “Who was the nerd responsible for this hit-and-run collision? I’m an important person around here, dammit! Heads will roll around here when I sue the one who’s responsible!”

By who or what, Veda Scott had no idea as she rummaged around the floor looking for her glasses that were knocked off of her face when she hit the floor. The only thing she could see was cloudy images of those around her who were gathering around the scene of the crime.

The culprit of this crime may have been sweaty, tired, battered and bruised, but she had to get back. It had to be a ‘she’. Her frame was small, lithe, and her movements were too feminine to not be. In a hurry, she threw on her ‘costume’ composed of the inconspicuous clothing she’d worn to hide her in-ring attire, and sprinted out the door. Considering how tired she was at this point, it was a task to remember the reverse order of the twists and turns she was supposed to make to get back to her place in the stands. It didn’t help that she also had to play frogger with various obstacles in the halls, including numerous people working. She’d only narrowly missed a table full of sweets (one of which she’d really wanted, but had to resist), and the caterer bringing a large post-show congratulatory cake to place, when, after turning a corner at full speed, she’d found herself briefly flying through the air, landing with a thud, and skidding to a stop on the freshly waxed floor.

Sure, the figure was short, and rather light of weight, but judging by the impact of the collision, she was rather strong for her size. Granted, it was an accident, but this was someone used to making proper use of her weight and leverage. She definitely wasn’t soft and undefined. She wasn’t slow either, having quite surprising food speed.

She was out cold for a few moments, as was the other woman. Neither stirred for what seemed like an eternity. It was really only a few seconds.

When her wits started to return to her, the hooded figure brought her hands underneath her, and laboriously peeled her face from the floor. “It-tatata….” She’d muttered, rubbing a temple, as she sat up and looked around, trying to take stock of what’d happened. She knew she tripped on something. Rather, she crashed into something, and looking behind her, she could see all manners of chaos and wreckage: a splattered, destroyed cake, various props disheveled, crowds of people gathering around her, and… someone else. As sound became clearer in her mind, she could hear the various chatterings. Probably because she was the perpetrator of the incident, more people seemed to be gathering around the victim, obscuring her view. Her vision and focus began to return as well, and she could finally see some detail of the catastrophe. Even with a fuzzy mind, it was painfully obvious at this point that she’d run someone over. Perhaps it was lingering delirium, but, the woman didn’t have the wherewithal to answer the queries spiraling around her, as she rolled over and slowly sat up.

Her mind was still a bit hazy, but the woman was quite loud, and had a piercing shrill voice. She was wearing a dark suit; she was definitely someone important. She had bright red hair, dyed, not natural, and glasses, that were now broken, which Io only knew because she’d managed to crawl over the glass, nicking her finger in the process. As a few of her attendants rolled her onto her back, the attacker got a clear look at her victim’s face: One Miss Veda Scott, though, at the time, she wasn’t exactly, currently aware of her identity. Very pretty, though somewhat masked by her justifiably irate demeanor.

Somewhere in the fog, the word ‘sue’ rang through, and even though she knew better, panicked and skittered off as swiftly as her black sneakers would carry her, mostly confident that the poor woman didn’t get a good look at her face.

---

Captain Fall 4-on-4 Tag Team Match
GZWA Tag Team Champions The Enforcers (Dequan Wallace & G-Money Briggs; w/ Veda Scott), "The Glam Star" Brooklyn Glamorous, and Blake Harper (captain)
vs.
The MisFits ("Tattooed Beauty" Laura Jackson & "Queen of Submission" Casey Cortez), "Modern Day Warrior" Gabriel Wingue, and "The Bombshell" Ashleigh Cash (captain)

The Carter: That’s odd. It seems that the Enforcers are lacking Veda Scott in their corner tonight.
Prof. X: The word that’s going around the backstage area is that she suffered some type of injury.
Francine: I’d bet - a definite blow to her pride that’s what, especially after that tongue lashing from Mary.
Prof. X: Well, the Machine’s own will have to pull through this task on their own without her as they are forced to work with Blake Harper.
The Carter: How do we know if she’s not already part of their cause? After how nasty she’s been to Ashleigh Cash and the Mega Busters, I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s going down that road.
Francine: To be fair, no one likes the Mega Busters, so your argument is invalid.

At the sound of the opening bell, this match erupts into chaos with three separate skirmishes taking place in and out of the ring. Things started off with a bang as the Tattooed Beauty dove out of the ring with a Suicide Dive to greet the Glam Star at bottom of the entrance ramp. In the ring, Gabriel Wingue ducks an incoming Double Clothesline from the Enforcers upon arrival and rebounds from the ropes with a Backspring Elbow into both men. Casey catches both men reeling with a Double Russian Legsweep to complete this unorthodox tag team maneuver. The Enforcers roll out of the ring to regain their bearings but the Queen of Submission and the Modern Day Warrior are in hot pursuit. This in turn left Blake Harper alone with Ashleigh Cash.

Ashleigh Cash has been looking forward to this moment for the past few months. She lunged at Blake first with a Double Leg Takedown, only for Blake strike her over the spine with a Double Axe Handle to drop her down on all-fours. Blake performed a Gutwrench Suplex and transitioned into a Bridging Fujiwara Armbar after Ashleigh’s body hit the canvas. Ashleigh was too far to opt for a rope break, but managed to roll Blake up into a Small Package pin.

ONE…

TWO…

TH---NO!!!

Blake Harper found herself forced to break her own hold before the 3 count.

Prof. X: Wise on the behalf of Ashleigh Cash to use Blake Harper’s own strengths against her.
Francine: Yeah there’s no way that Ashleigh is going to keep up with Blake’s MMA background and experience without using that against her.
The Carter: Maybe Ashleigh could change that if she joins the same fight club that Blake is part of.
Francine: First rule of Fight Club, Carter… Shut the fuck up.
The Carter: I thought it was “Don’t talk about Fight Club”?
Francine: No in your case, just shut up.

This exchange between Ashleigh and Blake was enough to get Casey, Laura, and Gabe’s attention off of the Enforcers and Brooklyn. This distraction was long enough for the Enforcers and Brooklyn Glamorous to attack them from behind to turn the tables around. The Enforcers smash both Gabe and Casey’s faces on the ring apron. G-Money Briggs lifts Casey Cortez onto his shoulders in an Electric Chair position while Dequan positions himself onto the ring apron. The Enforcers’ intentions become clear as Dequan sprints across the ring apron and hits Apron Dive Shoulder Block to knock Casey clean off of G-Money’s shoulders. Laura Jackson tries to come to Gabe and Casey’s aid only to be reeled back into Hair-Pull Backbreaker by the Glam Star. Brooklyn Glamorous then returned the favor for the Tattooed Beauty’s earlier gesture with a Snap Suplex onto the metal grates on the bottom of the entrance ramp.

Back in the ring, Ashleigh Cash staggered back to her feet and connects with a Step-Up Enzuigiri to the rising Blake Harper. Blake reacts instantly like a second nature with a Heel Hook to counter. This time, Ashleigh manages to reach the ropes to force a break, but Blake Harper kept the hold locked in as the referee began the illegal hold count.

1…

2…

3…

4…

Blake Harper released the hold at the last instant before the count reached five to narrowly avoid losing this match to disqualification as her peers weren’t too pleased about this strategy. Blake sneers at them at ringside briefly before going for a Double Leg takedown. Ashleigh manages to catch her off guard with a Sunset Flip Powerbomb and pin to cover.

ONE…

TWO…

THR---NO!!!

Blake rolled her shoulder off the mat to kickout, only for Ashleigh to stand up with Blake in tow with a Sitout Powerbomb. Blake threw her body weight backwards to perform a Hurracanrana to whip Ashleigh across the ring and escape her wrath for the moment. Blake made a dive towards her corner with a hot tag.

To Blake Harper’s surprise, Brooklyn Glamorous and the Enforcers jump down from the ring apron, clearly refusing to tag out. The members of the Machine leave of up the entrance, leaving Blake Harper visibly fuming as they wave goodbye. Knowing that she’s left alone, Blake clenches the ropes tightly as she glares at the Glam Star and Enforcers abandoning her.

Francine: Carter, what were you saying about the Machine were accepting Blake Harper into their cause with welcoming arms?
The Carter: I stand corrected.

Blake Harper took her frustrations out of the waking Ashleigh Cash in the form of a Sleeper Slam. Before Blake could continue her offense, she’s held at bay by the Modern Day Warrior in a Full Nelson. The Tattooed Beauty fired off a Super Kick aimed at Blake’s jaw. Blake manages to slip free and Laura hits Gabe instead. Blake capitalized with a Cobra Clutch Bulldog as the Tattooed Beauty cursed herself for the mistake. That was the plan until Casey struck her from behind with a Jumping Double Axe Handle over her shoulder blades. Laura turned around struck with a Roundhouse Kick to Blake’s skull as Casey held her overhead in a Stalling Brainbuster. After Casey slams Blake to the mat and readied this poor unfortunate soul for the Spike Piledriver. Ashleigh Cash suggested that she do the honors and the MisFits agreed. The MisFits held Blake in position as Ashleigh came down from the top rope with the assist and made the cover.

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!!!

Prof. X: I don’t agree with how the Machine left Blake on her own, but I guess that’s how the cookie crumbles.

[Xion Zeros]

Singles Match
Howard Duncan (debut) vs. Psycho Sagus (w/ Matthew Miles)

Both men are standing in the ring moving around as the crowd buzzes with anticipation. The referee signals for the bell and both men lock eyes and don't break eye contact as they advance towards the center of the ring. Howard Duncan mouths something inaudible to everyone except Psycho Sagus and quickly reaches out and slaps him and laughs as he shoves him backwards. Sagus immediately grabs Duncan and pulls him into a side headlock and begins to wrench the neck. He slides behind Duncan and takes him to the mat and quickly slides around and positions him for the push up facebuster. Agitated with the cocky attitude and the slap he ensures to drive him into the mat three times before releasing the grip with his legs. In a flurry of speed he transitions to a bridging crossface (looks like Bank Statement). Duncan cries out in pain but refuses to give up and uses his size to roll Sagus over on his shoulders. A surprised Sagus is down until the count of two but kicks out before the count of three. Duncan quickly rolls out of the ring and Sagus gets the crowd behind him as he raises his arms and they cheer loudly for him.

Duncan holds his back and paces slowly outside the ring and shouts insults at Sagus from ringside and points at him. The crowd boos Duncan and Sagus shrugs it off as he runs backwards and then dives between the ropes and knocks Duncan into the barricade. The crowd goes nuts as both men lie there for a moment. Duncan shakes his body as he rolls over onto all fours and grabs the barricade and pulls himself up. Sagus is sitting up and Duncan rams his knee into his chest violently knocking him into the barricade. The crowd boos as Duncan grabs his head and shouts that he is better than Sagus. He pulls Sagus to his feet and rolls him into the ring under the bottom rope. Surprisingly agile for a man of his size, Duncan slides under the bottom rope and raises his arms at the crowd who give him a mixed reaction. Sagus wisely distances himself from Duncan and uses the ropes to pull himself up and takes off and blasts Duncan with a running dropkick that sends the big man reeling backwards. When Duncan doesn't fall to the mat, Sagus quickly backs up and repeats. Determined to hang on Duncan still does not hit the mat but instead falls backwards into the ropes and as Sagus rises to his feet he is blasted by a powerful clothesline that sends him flying through the air like a child's spinning top toy. The crowd exclaims with a resounding "ooh" as Sagus hits the mat mat hard.

Duncan yells again "I'm better than you" and the crowd gives a louder mixed reaction not really committed to liking or hating Duncan at this point. Duncan walks over to Sagus and pulls him to his feet and backs up for a Superkick and both men end up delivering a Superkick to the other and fall to the mat. The referee begins a 10 count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Neither man has stirred yet and the crowd starts chanting "Let's go Sagus!"

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX

Both men begin to stir as the crowd is still chanting but one side of the arena is chanting for Sagus while the other side counts with the referee. The camera pans to a fan biting her nails with anticipation looking for the fan reaction of the night for gzwa.com the next day.

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

Both men sit up and the audience cheers as they begin pounding away at each other with rights and lefts before with neither coming out on top until Duncan rakes Sagus' eyes and then rises to his knees and takes him down with a kneeling clothesline. The crowd does not appreciate this as he covers Sagus for another count of two before Sagus is able to roll his shoulder off the mat. Duncan grabs his hair in disbelief and grabs his hair as his rises to his feet and gets into the referee's face demanding that he count faster and slaps his hands together three times in succession for dramatic effect. Sagus uses this time to recover and rises to his feet. Duncan turns around and is greeted with a smiling Sagus who grabs him and spins him with a Game Genie (Swinging Reverse STO). The crowd goes wild with cheering and chanting Sagus' name. He quickly rolls over to Duncan and covers him and the referee gets to the 2.8 count before Duncan is able to barely kick out. The crowd boos but Sagus waves his finger at them and signals for them to rally behind him as his Matthew Miles jumps around outside the ring to get them behind his tag team partner. He pulls Duncan to his feet whips Duncan to the corner and he hits hard and slumps into the corner as Sagus lifts him up and flips him upside down into the Tree of Woe position. The crowd is on their feet as Sagus climbs the ropes and holds his finger up in the #1 motion and leaps off and nails Duncan with the Koopa Killer (Diving Foot Stomp). He pulls Duncan away from the ropes and easily picks up the three count victory. Matthew Miles leaps into the ring and embraces his partner and releases him to hold his arm up in victory.

[Xion Zeros]

{Rex Terrell is seen in the hall, curling his dumbbells that he travels with when Ry Drake is walking down the hall, dragging the World Title, wearing his favorite Attack on Titan hoodie.}

Rex: Let me guess you hot box'd your car again Drake?

Ry: When do I not hot box? You should know smoking is a national pastime for me. That's how I stay in the zone!*laughs*

Rex: Yeah whatever, by the way did you hear what Konrad seems to Respect you isn't that nice*smirks*

Ry: Yea I saw he seems to have hard on for me and apparently we had a match awhile ago, dude I don't even remember you all too much. So I could give 0 fucks about your Respect for me. I became champion for me and me only. This is my goal for tonight I'm curb stomping everyone in that match across from us, #curbstomp2017

Rex: And I'm knocking out everyone across from us with these hands. *cracking his knuckles* oh and Carnage still trying to scary us, keyword is try and scare. I think he's desperate to try to be the big bad monster still but his time is over.

Ry: Yea, Miss Carnage is still on his period after I took My Strap from him. So now he is teaming with Amanda, maybe after they take this L tonight, they can give each other a makeover. And when everyone else catch this L, then they can drop dead or whatever. I don't really give a fuck... *laughs*

Ry: But come on let's roll one up before the match Rex....

Rex: Right behind you.....

{Ry Drake and Rex Terrell walk down the hall to the locker room talking as the scene ends}

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Main Event: Fatal 4 Way Tag Team Match
World Heavyweight Champion "Psycho Menace" Ry Drake & "The Mountain" Rex Terrell vs. "The Crown Prince" Samuel Chatman & "The Iceman" Konrad Raab vs. "Hollywood A-Lister" The Miz & Jayson Haegerty vs. "Hardcore Monster" Carnage & "The Goddess" Amanda Cortez

Konrad Raab and The Miz start this match off for their respective teams. The Miz opens with Reverse Mat Slam as Raab is discussing strategy with Samuel Chatman standing on the ring apron. He charged in with a Running Clothesline as the Iceman rose back up from the canvas. The Iceman ducks under Miz’s wild swing and retaliates with a Snap Release German Suplex. The Miz has had enough so he tags out to Amanda Cortez. Raab and Amanda stare down as the crowd cheers in anticipation of this match-up.

Prof. X: The GZWA Nation knows that this will be a class of ideologies here. The Iceman has made it known that he has no respect for the Goddess’ provocative behavior in and out of the squared circle.
Francine: Exactly, what is she the goddess of and who worships her?
The Carter: I sure do!
Francine: Correction, who in their right state of mind worships her?
Prof. X: Well, I can’t answer that for you but there’s fans cheering for both competitors here in the GZWA Nation.

Amanda shows her mutual lack of respect for Raab as she goes for a kick to the Raab family jewels, but he caught her leg in motion and performs a Northern Lights Suplex. The Iceman doesn’t stop there as he follows through with a Fisherman Buster. Just as he went for the pin, Amanda rolls him up into a Small Package.

ONE…

TWO…

WAIT!!!

The Iceman rolls out of the pin and transitions into an application of the Cologne Cloverleaf (Texas Cloverleaf). The Goddess crawls towards the ropes to force a break. This doesn’t deter the Iceman from staying on the offensive. Unfortunately, his enthusiasm blinded him from seeing the blind tag from Jayson Heagerty who enters the match with a Springboard Enzuigiri to the Iceman. The Iceman manages to react with a Release T-Bone Suplex, only for Jayson to land on his feet behind the Iceman, hit the ropes, and return with a Springboard Tornado DDT as he spun around. The Miz tags himself back into the match to make the cover.

Raab powers out immediately, sending Miz across the ring and inadvertently bumping into Rex Terrell standing on the ring apron to make him legal into this match. This mountain of a man shoves the Iceman back with ease and closes in with a Lariat. The Iceman ducks the incoming blow and maneuvers behind Rex for a German Suplex, but Rex separated Raab’s arms from wrapping around his waist with ease. The Iceman then found himself being raised overhead with ease as Rex held him in a Military Press. Rex paraded around the ring in this public display of power before throwing Konrad Raab into The Miz and Jayson Heagerty on the ring apron.

Unknown to the Mountain, he wasn’t aware that Carnage made the bling tag during his theatrics. These two monsters stare down as the GZWA Nation can sense a clash of powers on the horizon. Surprisingly enough, Amanda Cortez intervenes by injecting herself into the conversation with a slingshot variation of the Fade to Black (The Gore). Rex caught her out of the air with ease in Two Handed Choke and tossed her towards Carnage. The Hardcore Monster caught her into his arms, spun her around with what looks like a Black Hole Slam, but he propels her back into the Mountain with a Buckle Bomb (Running Release Powerbomb) to use the Goddess as weapon to serve his own purposes.

Prof. X: Well that’s one form of teamwork, I guess. Who else would use their own partner as a weapon?
Francine: A part of me feels that she’s enjoying this punishment. We all know how kinky she is… I’m sure Carter could inform us of more details since he’s a premium member of her adult content paysite…
The Carter: I could but I thought this was a family-oriented show?
Francine: That never stopped you before…

The force of Amanda’s body crashing into Rex causes him to stagger back into the corner, where Carnage wastes no time impacting his body against Rex with Body Splash into the corner. The Crown Prince inserts himself into the conversation with a Triangle Dropkick, hitting Rex in the corner and springing out of the ring with a Vaulting Body Press into the Miz and Jayson Heagerty at ringside. Ry Drake has seen enough and tags himself in after Rex moved out of the way of another incoming Body Splash from the Hardcore Monster. After Carnage collided into the cornerpost, the Psycho Menace was quick to capitalize with an Inverted DDT out of the corner. After noticing everyone gathering around at ringside, Ry Drake hits the ropes and vaults over the top rope with a Con Hiro. To his surprise, everyone moves out of the way, causing the GZWA World Heavyweight Champion to crash and burn.

Francine: Ugh, that wasn’t a pretty sight at all.
Prof. X: Cover your eyes as it’s about to get even uglier as the opposition takes advantage of Drake’s mistake there.

Samuel Chatman, Konrad Raab, Jayson Heagerty, and The Miz all joined forces to stomp on the Psycho Menace repeatedly as he laid on the ringside floor. This continued until Rex Terrell attacked from behind. Ry Drake orders Rex to hold them in place for an apron dive variation of the Assassination (Curb Stomp), but the Psycho Menace found himself shoved off the ring apron at the last second by a Shoulder Block from the recovering Carnage. Drake fell into Rex’s arms in a Tree of Woe position as the Mountain staggered back into Zoey Valentine’s seat at ringside in front of the barricade. In a bold move that left the entire GZWA Nation in attendance on their feet, Amanda Cortez hits the ropes and charges towards the Hardcore Monster. Carnage launches her out of the ring as she performs a Cannonball Senton into both Rex and Drake’s bodies to send them crashing through the ringside barricade, thanks to Carnage’s terrifying power.

“Holy Shit!” chants echo throughout the arena as Amanda, Rex, and Ry Drake laid among the wreckage. Everyone helps drag Ry Drake back into the ring, but once Carnage steps over the ropes, Miz makes sure to tag himself in to take the credit with another sneaky pin while Jayson Heagerty wrapped Carnage’s arms into the ropes.

ONE...

TWO…

THRE---NO!!!!

Miz found himself removed from on top of Drake’s body with a Rolling German Suplex by the Iceman. The Psycho Menace staggers back to his feet and inadvertently tags in the Crown Prince, who quickly comes to the aid of the Iceman. The duo perform a lethal combination of a Tazplex (Sam) after a Sick Kick (Raab). Miz rolls out of the ring to avoid the inevitable pin as Jayson tags himself in on his way out and enters with a Diving Cross Body into both men.

Meanwhile, a battle weary Rex Terrell carries Ry Drake over his shoulder as the duo decide to depart while everyone else is preoccupied. Carnage and Amanda spot them leaving and are in hot pursuit. Amanda slowed Rex down with a Knee Clip at his joint while Carnage surprises the GZWA Nation by lifting Rex onto his shoulders in a Burning Hammer. Rex elbows Carnage in the head repeatedly to force him to drop him while Amanda chases Drake back down the entrance ramp. With the Iceman not being the legal man for his team, the referee reminds Raab to make his exit. He does so by diving throughout the ropes with a Suicide Dive into a Flying European Uppercut that would make Claudio Castagnoli proud. The Psycho Menace ducks at the last moment and watches the Iceman take out the Goddess in pursuit.

Prof. X: I think I can speak for everyone and say that this match has been pure insanity.
Francine: I won’t disagree with that statement.

Back in the ring, Jayson Heagerty goes to finish off the waking Crown Prince with the Stunned (Sliced Bread). Sam swung Jayson’s body over during execution to cause him to knock The Miz off of the ring apron down to the floor while slamming Jayson to the mat with a Dominator-style powerslam to counter. Sam went to cover Jayson only for receive a kick in the face from the young 2nd generation wrestler. Jayson sprung back to his feet and sent Sam into the ropes with an Irish Whip. Jayson caught the Crown Prince on the rebound with a Randy Orton-style Powerslam. Jayson sought out to end this match here as he took to the top rope. He came down from the heavens with the Silencer (Starship Pain). The Crown Prince put his knees up to defend, leaving Jayson writhing in pain as he clenched his abdomen. Out from nowhere, Ry Drake connects with the Assassination (Jumping Curb Stomp) to Jayson down on all-fours. The Miz struck from behind with the Skull-Crushing Finale and covers the champion.

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!!!

The Carter: Whoa! Looks like The Miz is getting a future GZWA title match!
Francine: Hold your horses there, Carter. I think something's up.

The Miz jumps up in triumph, but something is amiss. The referee informs him that he didn’t win the match at all. The Crown Prince covered Jayson Heagerty at the same time as neither The Miz nor Ry Drake were the legal competitors in this match.

The ending of this match wasn’t enough to stop the fighting between these 8 competitors as tonight’s Primetime comes to a close.